Depressed wife runs with the ball

Chu Yue usually sleeps in on weekends, but this morning she got up earlier than Zhou Xingzhi. She helped Auntie Tian prepare breakfast in the kitchen and prepared honey water for Zhou Xingzhi. Auntie Tian joked with her, "This coffee is so bitter, what's so good about it?"

"It's just a refreshment. I'm used to it." Chu Yue has been in a bad mood these days.

"I see you haven't been in high spirits these past few days. How about I buy some fish maw and make you some soup to nourish yourself?" Aunt Tian felt that she had been listless these past few days and had no interest in doing anything.

"No need." Chu Yue was worried and naturally lacked energy. "Did you have a fight with Mr. Zhou?" Aunt Tian had the look of a seasoned veteran, curious to know what two such irritating people could have been arguing about.

"What are you arguing about? Why are you up so early today?" Breakfast was almost ready, and Zhou Xingzhi also got up and picked up the glass of honey water on the table and drank it.

"Drink less in the future." Chu Yue put the coffee on the table, sat down to eat breakfast without looking at him.

"Well, I listen to my wife." Last night, I drank a little more because I thought about how she had been taking care of Chu Jinyue and busy with work recently, and hadn't taken care of herself for a long time.

Chu Yue suddenly looked up, looked at him twice, and said seriously: "Let's talk."

"What to talk about? Wanyun is returning home today, and we have to pick her up. Let her be in charge of the acquisition projects in the investment department." Zhou Xingzhi filled a bowl of porridge, put a pickled vegetable in it with chopsticks, and handed it to her.

"Zhou Xingzhi, my dad answered the phone while driving and caused a truck to rear-end. You knew this a long time ago, why didn't you tell me?"

"This matter is still under investigation, and the final conclusion has not yet come out." According to his working style, he will not reveal any news until the very end.

"What about Ji Yan and Su Ying? What did you say to them?" Chu Yue had been holding it in for several days, but he still couldn't get angry.

Aunt Tian saw that the two were really going to quarrel. She brought out the fried lentils and said, "Talk it over. Don't argue." Then she went back to the kitchen to clean up the pots and pans.

"It's nothing. I just think you always spend your time on them, so I asked them to try not to look for you." Zhou Xingzhi said his reasons expressionlessly and with peace of mind.

Chu Yue didn't want to argue with him so early in the morning. She knew he was a jealous person, but she had no idea he could be so jealous. She held out her porridge and coffee and said, "That's unreasonable!" before eating breakfast on the sofa.

Zhou Xingzhi finished breakfast in the restaurant and went to the coffee table to take her bowl and cup to the dining table. He returned to the sofa and admitted his mistake: "I know this may be a little unreasonable, but love is not rational, right?"

"Where do you get these twisted ideas from? Yingying and Lao Ji are my friends. Don't you have any friends? Why should I mind you being with them?"

Auntie cleaned up the kitchen and prepared to go out to buy groceries. She didn't feel comfortable staying with the two of them for long. "Auntie Tian, ​​you can take a rest this afternoon. You don't have to prepare lunch or dinner."

Auntie Tian felt like she had grabbed a lifeline after hearing Zhou Xingzhi's words, and she agreed repeatedly. After Auntie left, he said to Chu Yue with a sullen face, "I was wrong."

Chu Yue didn't know how to face the relationship between the two of them for a moment, and felt as if she didn't understand him. There was no way she could not care less about her father's affairs. "Don't you think you are..."

"I think so, so I was wrong. Please don't be angry, okay?" Zhou Xingzhi rubbed her face with both hands, just kept admitting his mistakes, without any intention of changing.

"Let's both calm down. From today on, you sleep in the master bedroom and I sleep in the second bedroom." Chu Yue broke free from his hand.

"But, don't couples always quarrel and make up at the end of the night? Why not sleep in separate rooms..."

"Zhou Xingzhi!"

"it is good."

It would be good to calm down. She's been working too much lately and she's angry. Zhou Xingzhi didn't dare to push her any further. He squeezed her little hand, hoping she would calm down. "Will you come with me to pick someone up? Let's go to the mall to buy groceries together. I'll make you something delicious, okay?"

"No, I'm painting at home." Chu Yue sighed and got up to go upstairs.

Zhou Xingzhi watched her back as she ascended the stairs, and he began to panic. She seemed disappointed. Was she disappointed in him, or in this relationship? He didn't know, and he didn't dare to.

He didn't know why, but every time he saw her taking care of him wholeheartedly, he felt at ease. When he saw her talking to others, the jealousy in his heart would grow uncontrollably.

He comforted himself that this kind of situation would improve after getting married.

Chu Yue was on the second floor. She took out her long-unused drawing supplies, unlocked her phone, and stared at the wallpaper for a long time, not knowing who to contact. Suddenly, tears fell on the screen. She wiped her tears, picked up a 4B pencil, and stared at the blank paper, not knowing what to draw.

Zhou Xingzhi leaned against the entrance on the second floor, just looking at her, as long as she was okay.

Around ten o'clock in the afternoon, he said, "I'm going to buy some groceries. What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Chu Yue drew and erased the sketch paper on the easel, and it became fuzzy.

Zhou Xingzhi had no choice but to nod, pick up his car keys and go out. Chu Yue couldn't draw well, so he found a very large piece of sketch paper, spread it on the floor, and lay on the ground to draw.

This symptom only occurs when you are depressed or stressed.

When I came back from shopping, I saw her drawing on the floor. Her hands and face were a little black. I didn't dare to disturb her and went downstairs to cook. When I came up to call her to eat, I found her lying on the floor, asleep.

He found a wet towel and wiped her hands, which were covered in charcoal marks. "It's cold," Chu Yue woke up and retracted her hand. "You know the ground is cold? You've made yourself dirty from painting. Come downstairs for dinner." Zhou Xingzhi acted like a worried old woman.

"Didn't you say you were going to pick someone up?" Chu Yue took the wet wipes from his hand and started to wipe herself.

"Afternoon. After lunch, you can take a nap at home and I will come back later to cook for you." Zhou Xingzhi glanced at the painting on the ground. It was not finished yet, with only a gray background.

"I want to go back to Qucho and be a designer." Chu Yue wiped her hands and threw the wipes into the trash can. Zhou Xingzhi was stunned, thinking she had given up the idea long ago.

"Didn't we agree on three years?" Zhou Xingzhi went downstairs with her.

It turned out he remembered the three-year agreement. "I want to eat hot pot tonight." He remembered it, but never mentioned it. I guess he wouldn't let me go back even after three years.

"Okay. Let's pick up Wanyun for dinner tonight. She's my college classmate and has experience in acquisitions and restructuring."

"Wan Yun? I've never heard you mention her." Chu Yue didn't really care.

"Didn't I say that those old foxes in the investment department are unruly? So I want to find someone to discipline them. Wanyun is a suitable candidate. She is vigorous and decisive at work and always keeps her word." Zhou Xingzhi wanted to hold her hand, but she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so she shook her hand and jumped down the stairs.

Probably still angry. After dinner, Chu Yue turned on the TV in the living room to play some games. Zhou Xingzhi cleaned up the kitchen and prepared to take off his apron to play games with her. Before she even reached the sofa, the game was over. She turned off the remote control and prepared to go upstairs to draw.

I turned around and saw him, handed him the remote and said, "Do you want to play?"

Zhou Xingzhi looked at the turned-off large screen, then at the remote control in her hand, feeling a little embarrassed: "No, are you going upstairs to rest? If you want to draw, don't lie on the floor, it's cold."

Chu Yue ignored him, put the remote control back on the coffee table, went upstairs, and continued to draw on the floor.

I don’t know what time Zhou Xingzhi left the house. Anyway, she took a nap on the sofa. When she woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon and the sun had set. She picked up her phone and saw that there was no message.

A huge sense of loneliness enveloped her. She was all alone in this huge villa. She stuck the sketch paper on the ground to the electric drawing table. The tree inside was just like her now, enveloped by a huge glass building.

The floor was covered with eraser shavings. She turned on the sweeper and watched it sweep away the garbage in front of her.

Zhou Xingzhi met Li Wanyun at the airport, took her suitcase and said, "I won't go out to welcome you tonight. My wife wants to eat hot pot, so I bought some ingredients to take home."

"Oh, you are married? How come I didn't know? Does your wife know about our relationship?" Li Wanyun is Zhou Xingzhi's college classmate and also his "girlfriend" who he used to deceive his family when he was abroad.